Such a large-scale insect tide must not be led to a crowded place, especially a place like a city, otherwise it will inevitably cause countless casualties.
There are many mortals living in those cities.
Soon, Lu Ye chose a target on a plain. It had a wide view and was deserted in all directions. It was a good place to encircle and suppress the Zerg tribe.
He quickly sent a message to Feng Yuechan, asking him to pass it on to the Danxin Sect.
At this time, the Danxin Gate's sect-protecting formation opened a gap, and many monks turned into streams of light and swept out from the mountain gate. Looking from a distance, the streams of light were like chasing stars and chasing the moon, and the scene was spectacular.
The second-grade sect of Danxin Sect has a strong foundation and many disciples. After receiving the report from Feng Yuechan, he learned that there was an insect infestation in the area under his jurisdiction, so he took action quickly.
He even sent orders to the many subordinate sects and families under his jurisdiction, ordering them to cooperate.
At the same time, news of a sudden insect outbreak in Mishan was quickly spread through various channels. At first, some people could not believe it. After all, this happened so suddenly, and no one knew whether it was true or false.
But as time passed and after confirmation through multiple channels, those monks who still had doubts finally confirmed that there was indeed an insect outbreak.
All of a sudden, many monks took action within a thousand miles radius.
On the mountain behind the Danxin Sect, a figure stood quietly. If there were any Danxin Sect disciples here, they would recognize this person as their deputy sect leader, Yu Guanjia.
The second-grade sect of Danxin Sect can be ranked as the deputy sect leader, so Yu Guanjia's cultivation level is naturally not weak.
But what makes people feel strange is that his expression seems to be a little uneasy at this moment, and looking at his appearance, it is obvious that he is waiting for someone else.
To make a strong man like him wait anxiously, he must not be an ordinary person.
The mountain wind howled, and a look of reminiscence appeared in Guan Jia's eyes, and he suddenly let out a long sigh.
Others may not know why there was a sudden outbreak of insects at the foot of Mishan Mountain, but as soon as he got the news, he understood that something... had begun!
The insect swarm appeared just to attract the attention of Danxin Sect. At present, except for his deputy sect masters, only the sect master and three other elders who have been in seclusion for many years are left in the entire Danxin Sect.
Already left, exterminating the insect tide.
It can be said that the protection of Danxinmen is at its weakest at this moment.
It was earlier than he expected.
So after arranging some trivial matters, he came here immediately and waited quietly.
Suddenly, a ripple passed in front of him, and as the ripple spread, a ghostly figure appeared in front of Guan Jia.
Even though Yu Guanjia had been prepared for it, he was slightly surprised, secretly sighing that this person's strength had become stronger again. Even he didn't notice it before he showed up.
The visitor couldn't see clearly because he was wearing a mask on his face. The mask was clearly black and white, with half of each color on the left and right. However, where the black and white colors intersected, it gave people a sense of harmony.
, indescribably weird.
"Honored Lord!" Yu Guanjia's heart trembled and he saluted respectfully.
If anyone else saw this scene, they would definitely be shocked. Yu Guanjia is the deputy sect leader of the second-grade sect after all. When the sect leader cannot come out in seclusion all year round, he can almost be said to be in charge of the entire Danxin Sect, with a high position.
In terms of weight, looking at Bingzhou, the only people with a higher status than him are the heads of a few first-grade sects.
But at this moment, he was saluting to another person, and his attitude was extremely respectful, and he even called "Honored Lord".
"I haven't seen you for many years, and my cultivation has improved again." The Lord said calmly.
"Thank you, Lord, for thinking of me."
The Lord raised his head and looked in a certain direction: "Who is still in retreat?"
He was asking about the master of Danxin Sect.
Yu Guanjia replied: "It has been eight years and it has not come out yet."
The Lord sneered: "If you want to break through the shackles of the Divine Sea on your own, the old guy is too confused. If you don't have the time, how can the shackles of the Divine Sea be so easy to break?"
Yu Guanjia's expression changed.
When people have reached their level of cultivation, they are most concerned about the shackles of the Divine Sea. Every Divine Sea realm can feel that there is a way after the Divine Sea, but so far, no one has found where that road is. Such as that person
There are also many people who go into retreat for enlightenment, but they all achieve little.
Yu Guanjia also tried to gain enlightenment, but to no avail.
But now, listening to the meaning of the Lord's words, he seems to know something?
He didn't dare to ask, but the Lord saw what he was thinking and said casually: "Don't think too much, you will understand when the time comes."
"yes."
"Is she still there?" the Lord asked again.
"In compliance with the Lord's order, she was not allowed to take action in what happened today. She even lost her temper because of this. However, as the deputy sect leader, I forcibly gave her the order."
The Lord chuckled: "Her daughter is outside and is bearing the brunt, so she is naturally concerned."
"Feng Yuechan?" Yu Guanjia's heart moved, and he felt that the Lord really had great magical powers, and he couldn't hide anything from him.
"I'm going to see her. I need to get some things back." The Lord said this and walked in one direction.
The Lord kept walking, and only a faint chuckle came: "You are deeply in love. It has been so many years, and my daughter has become Zhenhu, and you still can't let go."
Yu Guanjia looked bitter and said nothing. Some things are not so easy to let go of.
"Don't worry, I'm just here to pick up one thing and leave. I won't hurt a hair on her head."
After hearing what the Lord said, Yu Guanjia took a long breath.
The Lord walked slowly and leisurely. At this time, seventy people in the Danxin Sect were dispatched, and the originally bustling sect became deserted. As he walked, no one found him.
After walking straight for more than an hour, we reached the top of a spiritual peak.
Looking at the familiar scenery in front of him, a look of reminiscence appeared on the Lord's face.
Many years ago, he often visited this place, but at that time he did not come alone, but followed another person.
At that time, he was the most relied upon subordinate of the man whose reputation spread across the land of Jiuzhou.
Decades have passed by in a flash, and times have changed, but I don't want to come here again. It's so sad to do it in this way.
There is a small courtyard on top of Lingfeng Peak, which is quiet and elegant. Outside the small courtyard, there is a courtyard surrounded by a fence. Small purple flowers cling to the fence, giving the fence a purple coat.
At a glance, he saw the figure of a woman sitting in the courtyard with a stern face. Judging from her appearance at the moment, she seemed to be giving a message to someone.
It should be to send a message to that girl Yuechan, right?
He didn't hide his figure and just walked straight forward.
The woman in the small courtyard immediately looked up, looking wary.
The sudden and inexplicable appearance of such a person in the sect naturally made people alert, but soon, her expression became alarmed and suspicious, and she looked up and down at the person coming.
Although the other person was wearing facial makeup and couldn't see his face clearly, she still recognized the other person's figure at a glance.
Shock filled his eyes and turned into disbelief.
The Lord walked into the small courtyard and looked at her quietly. His face was covered by makeup and his expression could not be seen clearly, but there seemed to be a smile in his eyes.
"Taishan?" The woman's voice was trembling.
The Lord raised his hand, took off his facial makeup, revealed an ordinary face, and smiled at the woman: "Senior Sister Qiu, it's been a long time!"
There are not many women named Qiu in the entire Danxin Sect, and there is only one who can live in this place and has the cultivation level of the Divine Sea Realm.
Elder Qiu Min!
Few monks of this generation have heard of her name, because she has been living in seclusion for decades and has never left the Danxin Sect. Even within the Danxin Sect, her presence is extremely weak, and some disciples even do not know about it.
There is such an elder in my sect.
But the older generation of monks are familiar with her name.
It's not that she herself has done anything big that shocked the world, the main thing is that she once married an incredible man and gave birth to a daughter to that man.
That man’s name is Feng Wujiang!
Qiu Min is Feng Wujiang's widow and Feng Yuechan's biological mother.
After decades, she suddenly saw Taishan. Qiu Min couldn't believe her eyes. She stared blankly at the familiar face in front of her. Decades later, the other person's appearance didn't seem to have changed at all, but his temperament was somewhat different.
There have been some changes, it has become more restrained, and there are some mysteries that are hard to see through.
I still remember that among the many brothers around Feng Wujiang, Taishan was the most active one and the one who admired Feng Wujiang the most.
After a while, she finally spoke: "But...haven't you already..."
"Is he dead?" Taishan smiled slightly, "Senior sister has never seen my body, how can you be sure that I am dead?"
"Your imprint has obviously disappeared." Qiu Min frowned.
It is very simple to judge a person's life or death. If the mark and brand are still there, the person is alive. If the mark and brand disappear, the person is dead.
Qiu Min naturally has the imprint of Taishan, after all, they were very familiar with each other decades ago.
But the imprint and brand had dissipated after the battle decades ago, so she was sure that Taishan was dead.
But at this moment, Taishan, who should have been dead for decades, actually appeared in front of her alive again, which brought a huge psychological impact to her.
After a second thought, Qiu Min suddenly realized: "Did you erase your own battlefield marks?"
When the mark and brand dissipate, there is only one possibility other than death. The mark on the battlefield is erased. This is very difficult to do. Even if a monk makes a mistake and is expelled from the sect, all he loses is the sect.
The disciple's identity and battlefield mark will still remain. After all, this is a gift from heaven.
But it's hard to do, but that doesn't mean it's impossible, especially when Taishan has followed Feng Wujiang for many years, and Feng Wujiang has shown them many wonderful methods that are rare for ordinary people to see.
"Senior sister is still so smart." Taishan smiled slightly, admitting, "Senior sister, won't you invite me to sit down?"
Only then did Qiu Min come to his senses and hurriedly invited him.
"It's still the same here, no change from before." Taishan turned around and looked around. As he spoke, he met Qiu Min's anxious eyes. Knowing what she was thinking, he slowly shook his head: "Brother Wujiang, he has indeed died in the battle.
Yes, I buried the bones with my own hands."
The hope in Qiu Min's eyes was instantly annihilated...